Ofttimes A Very Small Man Can Cast

Of All The Bright Cruel Lies They Tell You, The Cruelest Is The One Called Love.

Just Where Do You Think You Are Going, Arya?' The Septa Demanded. Arya Glared At Her. 'i Have To Go Shoe A Horse,' She Said Sweetly Taking A Brief Satisfaction In The Shock On The Septa's Face.

I Heard Of A Man Who Had A Razor Made Of Valyrian Steel. He Cut His Head Off Trying To Shave.

One Of The Things I Love, And I'm A Voracious Reader As Well As A Writer, Is Books That Surprise Me, That Are Not Predictable.

He Never Wanted Love, Though. You Cannot Eat Love, Nor Buy A Horse With It, Nor Warm Your Halls On A Cold Night.